Monday, April 21, 2008

The season of joy is arriving.You will see him,spend time with him,laugh with him,smile with himand create memories with him.

Then suddenly you won't.He is gonefrom your presence.No more will you see him,nor spend time with him, nor laugh with him,nor smile with him, nor create memories with him.

Others tell you he is in a better placebut that does not lessen your painfor no more will you see himnor touch him, nor hug him,nor feel his warmth, and nor his caring,nor comfort nor be comforted by him.

You are only left with a question:Why? Why you my son?For which there is no answer.Only knowing you will see him,touch him, hug him,feel his warmth and caring,and feel his comfort and be comforted by himno more.

Saturday, April 5, 2008

My blog will mainly be to publish my poetry. I do have a few stories in mind too. I occassionally will post something that is not either of them. Of course this may change in time, but that is for the future. Everything here, unless otherwise noted, is published under the following Creative Common License: